Mike Piazza would miss this opening day. His sprained right wrist might take another day to heal enough to throw or firmly grip a bat, so the doctor said. Mike dressed dejectedly, knowing his uniform wouldn't need to be cleaned after today's game. Ain't this a bitch. I can't fucking stand to just sit there on the bench. And Bobby V. will whine if I read com...
"Easy in but not easily out, as the lobster said in the lobster pot!" ― C.S. Lewis ------- Almost pt. 8 Mistakes, I've made a few. But this? While Benjamin Harrison was quickly dressing from his shower, Sharon popped her head thru the door to his office, "Sir, the office of the President is the phone. They understand you may be busy now, but they are req...
Sex is like cards: If you don't have a good partner, you'd better have a good hand. ~ Mae West Card games! We all love 'em: the competition, the camaraderie, the companionship. And, if a game leaves us feeling ready for a dive under the table – well, that's even better! Euchre's my game. I grew up with it. My parents and three other couples used to get tog...
I'm writing this for three reasons. 1. I grew up singing and playing guitar, bass, piano, sax and flute. And before you ask-Yes, I picked up girls while playing flute-so I know what I'm talking about. 2. I've slept with a number of women and I met virtually every single one of them (including my wife and my ex-wives) when I was in a band. In all honesty...
Please give me the support of your vote. * After the recent elections with the Republicans not only winning enough seats to control the House of Representatives but also the Senate as well as many governorships, Susan turns Republican. Susan didn't understand why so very many Democrats, 67% percent of her party didn't come out to vote in the midterm elect...
The weather had changed overnight. We went directly from a week of constant rain to a blue sky and lots of sun. The inhabitants of Greater Copenhagen hadn't yet realized that it was excellent beach weather, so I was practically alone in the artificial dunes of the Amager Beach. I had left my apartment after lunch and planned to spend the whole afternoon sun...
Three figures stood in the moody, torch-lit corridor of the Vorester Inn. One a fair maiden called Lissam, the other her brother called Donald, dressed in the garb of a one. They argued with a barrel-chested bodyguard that had all the grace and features of a walrus - beard included. Lissam and Donald raged with the flame of argumentative passion at the portl...
Prelude to The Perfectly Imperfect Marriage: Until Death Do We Part or Divorce. A descriptive definition that contradicts itself, what is perfectly imperfect? We're all perfectly imperfect in one way or another, with some more and some less to some degree than others. No one and nothing is perfect. That's life and that's the problem with being human. We al...
This story is based on my real life experience with a girl from Papua New Guinea in the South Pacific. Names have been changed of course for privacy reasons. ***** It was the long weekend. I had a couple of days off work and was bored as hell. Samantha, one of my ex work colleagues called me up and asked if I wanted to go for a drive and of course I jumped...
Oh, I know what you think of me, Mrs. Riley. To you I'm only Jeffrey, that shy young man who lives down the street. Who doesn't even have the ambition to go to college, and is just happy to clerk down at the TruValue hardware store. You glance my way occasionally, but you don't see me at all, do you? I'm only here at your backyard barbeque because you invit...